"Very good!" replied Monday.crazycrypt wrote:"No problem sir, I will tell Lars as soon as I see him. Mr. Monday, it looks as though I am at your service."
"It's hard to know what to expect," she replied. "Many tribal peoples are very patrician. Much as it pains me, I think we'll have to have someone else as our spokesman, with me translating. Or attempting to... there's no guarantee I'll be able to understand them right off."rredmond wrote:He'll ask Catherine, "should we all prepare on how to approach the natives? To ensure no one is unintentionally insulting?" He'll also ask, to clarify, and mostly to Catherine, "should we have a spokesman? Is is best to only have one of us do the talking? Whether it's you, or," and he'll smile, "if we think the natives will have issues dealing with 'just a woman' you can translate for Mr. Monday here. I want to be as prepared as possible, there's too many unknowns not to ensure everyone is on point with how, initially, we should act."
"I'm sure you'll do fine," replied Reginald Monday. "I have a feeling things will work out in our favor."
"Patience, Mister Thornton," replied the Captain, smiling. "It will take Leftenant Briggs perhaps half an hour to bring the ship down enough for us to anchor, and then we'll have to tether to something. I see a few scattered trees on the plain below... one of them will surely serve."rredmond wrote:After that discussion, if it hasn't been brought up, Will (now prepared) will ask, "okay, when do we go? The sooner the better so we can start figuring out what's going on."
Just then, Leftenant Chapman entered the lounge. A nasty bruise marred his otherwise-handsome face, centered around his right eye. "Captain," he said, "I'm sorry. I thought the blighter was asleep. I let my guard down, and he repaid me with a resounding kick to the head."
"Understood, Mister Chapman. I think you've been punished enough," said the Captain.
"You might have a concussion," said Dr. Burton. "Best not go to sleep for a while. Get yourself some coffee or tea and take a break. That is, if the Captain permits."
"Yes, do as the Doctor says," replied the Captain.
The search of the ship passed quickly. Lars found nothing dangerous in the envelope, but did dally a few minutes in the Crow's Nest to take in the view. In the cargo hold, Artie and Greaves went through the baggage methodically; the only weapons found were two hunting rifles owned by the Burtons. "Well, these are on the manifest, properly declared," said Greaves. "I'll need to tell the Captain, though."
Just then, the Captain stepped in. "Mister Evans, we are planning to send a party to parley with the natives, led by Mister Monday, and he has requested your attendance. Are you willing?"